"Parts," Amberine replied, her voice edged with a restless mixture of frustration and excitement. She let her fingertips linger over the intricate lines of code scrawled on the journal's stiff pages. The ciphered text crackled with intellectual challenge, like static that only partially resolved in her mind. "Enough," she added, swallowing a bit of anxiety that coiled in her belly. She wanted desperately to decode every last word, to see through Draven's eyes, but the puzzle remained maddeningly partial.